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as, and his own inclinations. He was by no means indifferent to such attraction. But Marie Melmotte, from that point of view, was nothing to him. Such prettiness as belonged to her came from the brightness of her youth, and from a modest shy demeanour joined to an incipient aspiration for the enjoyment of something in the world which should be her own. There was, too, arising within her bosom a struggle to be something in the world, an idea that she, too, could say something, and have thoughts of her own, if only she had some friend near her whom she need not fear. Though still shy, she was always resolving that she would abandon her shyness, and already had thoughts of her own as to the perfectly open confidence which should exist between two lovers. When alone--and she was much alone--she would build castles in the air, which were bright with art and love, rather than with gems and gold. The books she read, poor though they generally were, left something bright on her imagination. She fancied to herself brilliant conversations in which she bore a bright part, though in real life she had hitherto hardly talked to any one since she was a child. Sir Felix Carbury, she knew, had made her an offer. She knew also, or thought that she knew, that she loved the man. And now she was with him alone! Now surely had come the time in which some one of her castles in the air might be found to be built of real materials. 'You know why I have come down here?' he said. 'To see your cousin.' 'No, indeed. I'm not particularly fond of my cousin, who is a methodical stiff-necked old bachelor,--as cross as the mischief.' 'How disagreeable!' 'Yes; he is disagreeable. I didn't come down to see him, I can tell you. But when I heard that you were going to be here with the Longestaffes, I determined to come at once. I wonder whether you are glad to see me?' 'I don't know,' said Marie, who could not at once find that brilliancy of words with which her imagination supplied her readily enough in her solitude. 'Do you remember what you said to me that evening at my mother's?' 'Did I say anything? I don't remember anything particular.' 'Do you not? Then I fear you can't think very much of me.' He paused as though he supposed that she would drop into his mouth like a cherry. 'I thought you told me that you would love me.' 'Did I?' 'Did you not?' 'I don't know what I said. Perhaps if I said that, I didn't mean it.' 'Am I
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